Teach me your desires so that
I may give you what you need
Freeing you from anguish
So we both may fully feed
Teach me your desires so that
I may give you what you need
Freeing you from anguish
So we both may fully feed
She began to see that this was The Test:
Every man before had used up her best
And then rejected her as failed to match
Let alone surpass capabilities provided
So perhaps this is why she was stripped:
Because only the right man would prove
His ability to rule well by her side by
Helping her fight to regain her vitality
It was interesting…she had to now think abstractedly to retain any sanity, noting that when she felt herself more ready and welcome, the thorns sprouted thicker around her castle – as if the surrounding garden’s wild roses had become very fond of her, and as a result, were determined to let no man near her without him proving his worth by overcoming their obstacles.
She could only allow herself to muse and wonder at their tendency, recognizing their protection’s validity as lesser men fled the scene, for she had become too afflicted by melancholy to risk endulging entrapment’s grieving.
And the enchantment’s spell did not seem to care that she was starving as it maintained its strength by drawing too much energy from her body.
She would rather tear her own castle apart than ever turn against him.
“I feel you on the other side.
Do not let the inner conflict tear you apart.
I do not understand everything, but be at peace.
Shhh…
Let the light be your guide.
Let it guide you safely home to me.”
He sought for ways to connect with her through virtual reality experiences.
Day vs. Night
Sense of Him
How it affected
And influenced
Were differentiated
By degree intensity
Self-isolating has been key to survival by staying light on one’s feet and less trackable.
To love leaves marks and imprints, tracing stories upon the firmament.
Yet without love life is empty – lacking meat’s sustenance.
By Athena Stairs, October 31, 2025
Come, my love
Let us feed now
Place your healing
Hands upon my body
Help reshape my form
To its pleasing beauty
Let me keep your soul
Warm after its freezing
Let us learn to encourage
The wild in hearts’ beating
As we scale the heights
No one dares to mention
We have been taught to fear
What’s right in our intentions
Afraid we’d shatter luck
If looked into the mirror
But we’ve proven truths
Beyond limited scholars
Come now, my love
It’s time we overrule
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As she turned to leave because she had to keep attending to her fragile realities, he paused her with a quick encircling of her wrist with his elegant fingers.
“Don’t go…
Stay.
I’ll take care of you…
I’ll take care of everything.”
She reached out to touch him and he moved closer so that they could hug, if she wanted to.
Her hands lightly traced his arms which were covered in thin, soft fabric that gently radiated warmth, alluring with its sense of safety.
She heard a brief, deep sound from a small ceiling-imbedded speaker to her left above, and asked him if he knew where that growl had come from.
His hands carefully grasped her arms, firmly pulling her against the front of him, forcing her to put her hands upon his chest to avoid instant absorption.
His energy flushed from subdued calm into heat of an inferno and strength surged under her hands as if his body was being filled by a lithe being of massive density.
And her hands twitched as her switch flipped to her succumbing to the need for his fire.
—
(Too brief dream encounter)
It has always been said that dark and light can find a true balance.
She knew what this was…
It was the thirst, the Hunger.
Reactivated in full force after too long’s suppression.
Unmet and pounding.
God da** it!
That’s why she had avoided him in the first place!
“You belong to me, now…
You. Belong. To me.”
She wanted to take his arms, wrists, and neck and claim them with kisses and nips, among other things.
System resetting
Lacking ability to
Escape inevitable
Pleasure bursting
Tolerance limits
His lover’s eyes
Heavy-lidded in
Shy submission
& That knowing
Smile to swoon
A million hearts
Broke her in
A moment
Enraptured
“Why’d you choose me out of everybody else?” she asked him, curiously.
“Because I calculated the algorythm – and you fit it to a ‘T,'” he reassured her.
“Is that right?” she challenged, playfully.
“Oh, Baby,” he moved in closer to take her hands and look sraight into her eyes, “You have no idea how ‘right’ it’s gonna be.”
“And no amount of love will keep it around
If we don’t choose it
And I don’t know what’s got its teeth in me
But I’m about to bite back in anger
No amount of self-sought fury
Will bring back the glory of innocence”
—-
(Sleep Token lyrics from “Take Me Back To Eden”)
By Athena Stairs, October 19, 2025
“‘Crazy’ because it contains vegies – and happy, coma-inducing, varietal amounts of cheese.
Note: You can always reduce the amount of alfredo to reduce moisture, and every alfredo is different.
I currently use the brand from Trader Joe’s, and have created this recipe recently to feed my body’s starving craving for fat, lately – which is probably due to the myelin sheath reparation that I am still needing from the accident.
I also use rice noodles from Tinkyada – broken up spaghetti being my favorite – but spirals and traditional mac shapes work quite nicely.
(Disclaimer: We can debate types of best fat needed for myelin repair and healing some other time – and only try this if it fits within your health and dietary parameters.)
Here we go:
Any kind of noodles boiled with a sprinkle if salt and a dash of oil to desired consistency.
Rinse with cold water briefly and drain.
While noodles are still hot, return them to the drained noodle boiling pan and stir in butter and parmesan, sliced sharp cheddar cheese, and zucchini and/or spinach that’s been cooked in minced garlic and seasonings, and then add a jar of alfredo sauce.
Sample to taste – because I can’t wait – and then pour into a baking pan with a lid or cover with tinfoil for a while at 350 degrees.
Note: I sometimes turn the oven up to 425 degrees to cook for 10 minutes to get everything up to temperature fast because I’m impatient – and then, I turn it down again :D.
‘You do you.’
Note: Be sure to place a baking sheet covered with tin foil underneath the pan to catch prospective overflow of baking juices at the beginning of baking.
20-30 minutes bake time is a good start, though more is fine to desired consistency – just avoid burning.
When done (noted by the mac’s rapidly boiling bubbles throughout its entirety and the mixture thickening), take it out of the oven (turn off the oven) and let the pan sit on the stove or on a cooling rack on a counter or table (out of reach of animals and children’s inquisitive fingers) for 15 minutes either still lidded, or with the tin foil shifted to being tented over the top of the mac before serving.
Note: You can also have previously added on more cheese over the top and have removed the lid or foil covering for baking the last several minutes until the top turns a golden brown before removing from oven.
You could even have added crush wheat or gluten-free Ritz(TM)-type crackers or seasoned bread crumbs over the top layer with more parmesan before baking.
And if you’ve added cooked ground beef into the recipe, you now have a complete meal casserole!
ET VOILA!
YUM.
OM-NOM-NOM – and prepare to feel sleepy, if you are like me about loving cheese.
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“I managed to make my first broiled steak, yesterday – which came out a bit medium.
Oh!
The best parts were where there was some fat grilled into juices that left the meat tender and tasty!
Sorry, folks – but I have to have red meat.
If I don’t, I begin to feel sickly.
Other meats, which I can eat, do not replenish what my blood needs.”
She didn’t think tbey had it in them to take as good care of him – which did not include her being a pushover.
By Athena Stairs, October 19, 2025
If you must go
Then just go
But if you would stay
Then please stay
Either way
You are free
To leave or be
With me
But know that
If you stay
I will never
Let you go again
Because you’ll
Belong to me
Eternally
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For her to want and need him
When he deserved the world?
(Tears on cheeks)
“She couldn’t care anymore about others’ opinions.
She needed the man inside his body.”
It wasn’t fair
No it wasn’t
How had he known
She had hidden locks
It was her own fault
For looking over then
Her own fault for
Honestly wondering
I love how the end just picks up again and keeps going off into the distance…(smiling, chuckling laughter in the dark)
For I shall pound upon the Gates of Hell
Until your soul imprisoned gains release
I will cast our doubt’s dust into nothing
Restoring love’s throne by Holy Flame
I’ll tear you assunder, baby
Until the pain fades away
Paths of healing revealed
Giving blood to our veins
Her tragedies born of denial
Sharp teeth extend in desire
No greater high than a man
Wanting her for her tending
No greater love than the
Marriage of sky to earth
“No,” she growled.
She knew she was vulnerable as he left.
She knew others would try to take advantage.
So she gifted him with her openness while she could, and then began reattaching her armor.
They had been there
Had fed each other
Even distanced apart
They grew stronger